If it weren’t for the excuse of the exorcism, mom would be officially the mistress of this black priest. Dad would just be the second man in her lif...e. The black father Tyrone would be her rightful stud.One day dad arrived from work to the screams of mom from behind the closed door of her bedroom. I told him that the demons were hyperactive this morning and Father Tyrone had to do a session right away.“My ass. Please take it off my ass. It is so big. You are tearing my ass apart.. Once it's numbing effect had time to work, I stuck my needle into her muscle tissue and injected a carefully measured dose of the white horse. My doctor 'friend' was invaluable for advice. Heroin doesn't addict a person as quickly or as deeply when delivered into muscles. Only when it is mainline into the bloodstream does it take full hold of one's mind.I didn't want to turn Jenny into a zombie over a weekend. I wanted something far more seductive. At first, the only signs of my activity were. Jasmine noted that while it looked poor it was neat and clean. They sat down on the pad that was Aladdin's bed. They talked of little things each not really caring what was said, they were drinking in the sight of each other.Finally Aladdin stood and held out his hand "Come, I know my abode isn't much but we have an excellent view." He led her to a window that was covered by a tattered blanket. Sweeping it aside he revealed the sight of the Palace, the white walls and golden domes gleaming in. She had been unable to drink all of my juice and some of it had run down the shaft to pool in my pubic hair. I watched as she licked it up.Cindy looked up at me with a smile and said, "Yum, you taste good little brother." Her tongue came out and she licked a gob of cum from the corner of her mouth.The sizzling bacon and perking coffee filled the kitchen with the smell of breakfast. I hurried around to get everything ready at the same time. Normally on Saturday mornings Cindy was up early and I.